Bab 96: Not Dwell In The Past

Grace kept pacing in the sitting room. Since they returned, Raymond hadn't uttered a word; he just stood by the window in the bedroom and stared at the stream.

Juan Mira was such a beautiful name but he had to change it so he could fit into the dom. "The Aguero's are monsters," she muttered, and she could tell how much he missed his parents.

He was just a kid when they took that from him; they couldn't even let him have his name.

She slowly walked upstairs, and he still stood there. The aura surrounding him was so scary that it made her scared to approach him. But he was feeling sad, and she couldn't just stand there.

So she approached him and hugged him tightly from behind; his gaze softened as she whispered.

"Do you want to talk?" she asked, and he shook his head in denial.

"Why will I want to talk?" he questioned with furrowed brows.